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Chapter 4:
Suddenly there was three voices all screaming.
"No, me not them." It was strange to think that two teenage girls and a man who had being a forced assassin for 70 years would all be screaming the same thing. Sudd lay I was pushed forward.
"Fine then I will have to do all of you at the same time." Suddenly I felt a hand grab mine as a crash came from the glass. I looked over and realised. If we had some sort of proof of this life...
I crashed through the glass to grab Skye's hand as Bucky does the same the other side we all sat there before the screams came. We started shouting the names of the people we care about. Peter. Skye. Hunter. Mac. Fitz. Simmons. Coulson. May. Bucky. Steve. Darcy. Natasha. Clint. On and on for ages and ages. Suddenly it stopped. We fell apart and were taken away. It seemed to fly passed like a puff of smoke. I got into the cage and looked at my card again. A message came up from Peter. I called him.
"Shh. I don't have much time. Have the others told you." It was a face call so he nodded in agreement." Please tell them we may not be able to hold up much longer, come get us please. Don't come alone what ever you do. Just please help us." I saw Natasha in the background before I was forced to end the chat. I hid the card away before crashing on the floor. Hours seemed to pass in a haze of memories and fear. A noise broke the silence that was piecing me. I was brought into the room and it all started again.
Hours turned into days. All the same. Until one day a crash came from the room near us. I started calling out for help. I heard the faint cries of Skye and Bucky in the distance. Was it them or where we just hearing thing? Suddenly a burst of light so bright I thought I was being blinded came through and I was being father away by a guard. Suddenly the three of us where trapped in a circle of guards with guns to our heads.
Fear fell through my heart as the look of the gun sent shivers down my spine. I saw the faint outline of a shield and a group of people. Suddenly they split up to look around. A few of them had guns and one had a bow and arrow. I hoped they were them. Maybe they had finally come.
"HEL..." I tried to scream before my mouth was covered by a guard. He whispered that if I screamed again I would be killed. Suddenly bullets and arrows and various other weapons were firing in all directions. I was pulled up against a wall by Bucky. I held on to Skye as we were being protected by the fight outside. The three of us only just able to stand let alone fight. We had been given just enough water to keep us alive and a hardly a spoonful of food.
"Get them out of here now." A voice I never thought i would hear again spoke. A group of people responded to Phil's order and i was soon being half carried out by Peter and Natasha. I vaguely remember making it to a bed as I fell unconscious.